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Hey all! For the next bit of Nano prep, since I have no idea what I’m doing, I decided to enter the contest here. Especially since Natalie is jolly. I’m pretty sure I bent the rules rather a lot, but here’s my less-than-a-thousand-words, in a fictional setting in training in the middle of my nano novel. Please feel free to tell me how to make it better.

Party Prep.

For reasons no one was really sure of, everyone’s response was to look to see how Ewan took this information. His response was to drain his mug and drop it from a centimeter above the table. Ewan raised his eyebrows and swallowed. “A costume party. We’re going to a home-made costume party.”

Thys nodded. “You all did an excellent job on your last assignment- which was quite difficult so that your next venture is more of a reward.”

His eyes narrowed when he smiled, Nanami noted for the thousandth time. She raised a hand. “Do we have something specific to do at the party?”

Thys smiled broader, making his eyes almost vanish. “Just dress up, eat the refreshments, and have a good time!”

Nanami made a list of the three things, ignoring Ethan and Laura’s shared eye-roll. They just didn’t take things seriously enough, that was their problem. How could they expect to have a good time if they didn’t take note of it? She stood up respectfully as Thys left, and then vanished to her room to build a costume. This plan was followed by the other four teens, with significantly less respect.

Adam knocked at her door an hour later. “Do you need any help?”

“Don’t come in!”

“We leave in twenty minutes.”

“I said don’t come in!”

His generous offer rejected, Adam waited more or less impatiently for everyone to appear. He’d found cowboy boots and a hat at the back of his closet. Together with tight jeans, a blue plaid shirt and a neckerchief, it didn’t make a half-bad costume, if he did say so himself. He checked in the mirror and settled his hat on dirty blonde hair. The shirt matched his eyes. Yeah, not half-bad, on that short of notice. Adam adjusted his hat again as Ethan emerged. “We need costumes.”

“I’m wearing my costume.” Ethan opened a can of soda. His tone was curt.

The cowboy by the door took stock. White button-up shirt tucked into high-waisted black pants, pens in the front pocket of the shirt, hair slicked back, and- “Glasses aren’t a costume.”

“They are not my costume.”

“You look normal!”

Ethan raised his eyebrows and then grinned suddenly. “I’m a perfect nerd.” He sat down on the other side of the little living room. So Adam didn’t get his ironic costume choice. That was clearly Adam’s problem, not his. He drank more of his soda, and choked when Laura appeared; blonde, blue-eyed and iridescent.

“Is it alright?” She sounded slightly worried, and tugged on the bottom hem of her transparent “dress-” which had probably started life as a nightgown. “It was hard to get a full coverage of glitter, and it kept collecting in the bathing suit, I had to powder myself in the nude.” She winked at Ethan, who grinned back.

“It looks great. Full coverage.” He reached out and adjusted the panty-hose, bent-hanger and glitter-glue wings sewn to the back of her transparent-nightgown-over-white-bikini combo. “You were askew. There. Very creative!”

She turned on her toes and sparkled in all directions. “Thank you!” She and Ethan both smirked over Adam, who was averting his eyes and oozing disapproval. “Will there be food at the party?”

“Should be.” Nanami tucked her notebook away in her sleeve, which stretched to the floor, and glided over. “All good parties have food.”

Her three compatriots stared at the girl in a kimono, her face painted white. Nanami glared back at them. “Gei only means art, and I know how to dance, all right? It’s just like dressing as a ballerina, only in furisode instead of a tutu, because I have the outfit!!”

Her defense of the costume went unnoticed. The teenagers were too shellshocked by the fact that the girl who lived in sweatshirts and cargo pants had a waist and a figure, and dress which showed them off. Ethan kept checking her face to make sure the features were right. “Uh. No, that’s. Great. No issue.”

Laura smiled sweetly and wiggled her shoulders so her wings fell correctly. Light refracted around the living room. “I think it looks fine!”

“I was just saying!” Ethan winked at Laura and pulled on his runners. “Did you carry chain for a costume, or was that for other reasons?”

“It’s a belt, get your idiot glasses checked.” Ewan clanked over to the door. He’d hung every piece of chain jewelry he owned off his pants. This caused considerable strain on the pants. “Can we leave now?”

“Fine, let’s go.” Adam stood up and adjusted his hat. “We need to take the train and a Zeppelin to make it there in time, I have the timetables…”

Ewan had flipped him the finger and exited, closely followed by Nanami, Laura and Ethan, in that order. Adam sighed long-sufferingly and followed, consulting the invitation again. “Natalie Whipple’s Halloween Party,” it read. At least he knew where they were going!

Oh, and I haven’t entered this yet. I just felt obliged to post for today, and maybe you people will be helpful. 😀

I’m getting excited about Nano. Mmmhm. And I’m also getting excited about my new characters! But I still don’t really know who they are- sooo I’m going to interogate them, with the good ol’ character quiz! I think I might also have to do this again after Nano, since the characters will have been through a lot. ^_^

Later: (Also. Listen to this song. Do it. Usually Christian Music makes me want to beat someone’s head against a wall, but I actually like this one! Heh. That probably doesn’t say good things about me…)

Much Later: Wow. This took a while.

Rules:1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most one at the least.2. Make them answer the following questions.3. Feel free to go ahead and add some question yourself!!

I choose…

Ewan Swallow

Nanami Tajima (Formerly Dawn)

Adam Hewitt (Formerly Matthew)

Laura Hough (Formerly Lisa)

Ethan Cusack

How old are you?

Why am I even here? Shut the hell up.

16.

17.

Oh, 16.

I’m 16.

Do you have any bad habits?

No, I’m bloody perfect.

That’s a matter of opinion.

I’m sorry, what was that?

*sparkles* A few.

Yep!

Who’s your mate/spouse/SO?

I refuse to answer on the grounds that the answer might incriminate me. *smirks*

Well. If there’s an arranged marriage in the works, it hasn’t been mentioned to me yet. *smiles slightly*

I’m not dating till I’m older, and more settled.

Spouse? I said I’m 16! *angry, and then laughs it off*

Let me just check my little black book…

(Athur’s Note: I’ve been feeling very single lately. So it will be an interesting excercise, to see if my characters can remain mostly un-attatched.)